ya know not so much since my tumblr fame died in like 2011

i’m just here now bc i’ve got nowhere else to go

railroadsoftware:

I hate this hellhole website for making me familiar with fetish terminology against my will

cvpcakestho:

asensuality:

What’s her name

Her name is Theresa Kachindamoto and here’s the article x

godpenis:

bruhita:

how is the “annoying orange” doing??? is he okay?? has he calmed down

hes the president now

honeysclub:

I wish my life was like a movie montage where I throw away everything that doesn’t make me happy, and I spend money I don’t have on new stuff to help me start fresh, and I dance to The Lumineers in my empty room, and with the same song still playing it transitions to me smiling while driving far away from where I was, and then me in a small town surrounded by friends, nature, good food, and 5 AM hikes alone, and everything is just happy

sappharah:

sappharah:

why is there always at least one mutual who becomes a kpop blog when your previous shared fandom dies out

how are there almost 14k people who relate to this

elvhenani:

theladyofthedarkcastle:

trentmaverick:

rudegyalchina:

2opinionatedblackgirls:

ashweenis:

shadykingnick:

erickaashleyy:

stop-regretting-start-living13:

pchcrew:

how to be a winner

This is so important

bruh 👏🏾😂.

Home girl boutta schmooze her way through college

ranessence tantrummm

That discussion board one actually works. Got an A in that portion of my Senior Sem doing that. This is gold.

@thesickestsinner

This is her calling. You can DEFINITELY use the same hacks at your job with a few tweaks here & there!

Literally this is how I’ve survived 3.75 years of college. This is gold. This is truth.

Passing college like a Slytherin………I love it

violetdisposition:

I just wanna fall asleep on a girl’s chest and have her run her fingers through my hair is that too much to ask

ainokiseki:

I was 13 years old. It was my birthday. And Royston Sinclair III had broken my heart in front of everyone. I’d snuck into your closet that morning and took that green beaded top that was your mother’s, that you kept so carefully wrapped up in tissue paper in your cedar closet. I was never supposed to touch it. But I stole it, and I wore it to school with my Chemin de Fer sailor jeans, and I thought no one was as stylish as I was. But Royston laughed. He said I was cheap. He said the only reason he’d been my boyfriend was because he was mad at Angie Morgan and he wasn’t anymore. He called me loud and weird. He said there was a rumor going around that I wasn’t actually a Gilmore. That I was the gardener’s daughter and…you’d bought me because you couldn’t have children of your own. And I was crushed. And I ran out of class… and I ran out of school, and I went to the mall. And I was sitting in the food court, wishing I had some money to buy a pretzel ‘cause I was starving, and I looked up… and there was Dad. Standing in front of me… at the mall.

mmmb0p:

Mood: Emily Gilmore repeatedly shouting ‘bullshit’

LOGAN HUNTZBERGER IS NOT CHRISTOPHER.

sexualified:

*loves being independent and spending time with myself
*wants to get married Tomorrow

REBLOG IF YOU’VE FINISHED GILMORE GIRLS: A YEAR IN THE LIFE & IT’S OK FOR PEOPLE TO COME AND TALK TO YOU ABOUT IT

bmwwritinggmw:

Please do

ameliashephcrd:

#same paris